Pulp Fiction

Can you take me to work today?

What's up?

It seems that the room is too quiet, only the cool air from the air conditioner radiates softly, making Phong's sleepy voice even more cold. Thanh looked at the hand of the clock, it was just four o'clock in the morning. It's true that at this time, Phong has never woken up, although she doesn't want to, she is still honest:

Feeling insecure.

When did you start to feel that way? Arbitrary like that?

All right, I'll go by myself.

Ending a quick but not very happy conversation with Phong, Thanh opened the wardrobe, but did not choose carefully as usual, she slightly frowned, reaching for a simple white T-shirt and black jeans. , did not wear makeup but kept her face bare, covered half of her face with a large black glasses, covered her face with a mask, and then went down to the apartment garage to take the white Vespa out. But clearly still had the feeling that someone was following her, Thanh adjusted the mirror to look behind, she saw two coffee-colored Shs running close to the button, so she was a bit wary. It is now five o'clock in the morning, although there are many people walking, but for safety, it is impossible to ignore. Stopping at a red light, Thanh stood close to the curb and made a phone call:

Dettagli